My only vacation every year is Cycle Oregon…or it has been for the last five years. Its a week long bicycle ride around, well, Oregon. Its gorgeous, and clean, and refreshing, but it means something special inside. The first day you are liberated from your life, all you have to do is ride. The third day you are broken, all you can do is ride. By the fifth day you are tired, you don’t want to ride. On the last day you are sad, you wish you had cherished every mile ridden.
Here is a photo of angelic crater lake.
